North American Detective: I Am Proficient In All Kinds of American IAI Chapter 70

  Chapter 70 can deal with perverts, only one other pervert (two in one, please follow up)

   Blood stain cleaning, the most troublesome thing is blood spattering on the original wooden floor.

  Because the blood will soak into the wooden board, no matter how you clean it, it will be difficult to clean it, unless the direct flame purifies everything.

  Dean can tell at a glance that the wooden boards in the room in front of him have been washed repeatedly recently, but the remaining blood stains have formed a unique dark brown mark because of the large amount and prolonged exposure to the air.

   No bullshit.

  Dean kicked the leg joint of the young man in front of him.

   Accompanied by a clicking sound.

  The young man bent one leg twisted in the opposite direction, kneeling on the ground with a confused face, but Dean pulled his head by his hair, causing a large bunch of **** hair to be torn off.

   Another kick.

  The young man's other healthy leg, the calf also turned upwards, showing an inverted U shape, which made people's scalp tingle just looking at it.

  The person experiences a shock of intense pain that exceeds the limit.

   For the first time, I was in that dazed state, not directly feeling the pain.

   Three seconds passed.

  The young man looked at his crippled and deformed legs blankly, and then let out a miserable howl like killing a pig.

   "Shut up!" Dean grabbed his neck, took out a thin and short needle from the special buckle around his waist, and injected it into the young man's neck.

   This is morphine injection, which can relieve pain quickly through injection.

   This was originally a small preparation for Dean to maintain a stable combat power after being injured. Now, in order to interrogate and not attract Harry, he had to use one for him.

   Mouth is gagged.

   Severe pain cannot be vented.

  The young man's painful nails were snapping on the ground, and the veins on his neck were bulging, and he didn't calm down again until a few breaths later.

  He looked at Dean in horror, as if seeing the devil himself.

   "This is the price for you to lie to me again. Tell me, what happened here! Answer quickly, and you might not have to use a wheelchair for the rest of your life."

   "I say! They're dead!"

  The young man looked at the twisted legs, and said in a trembling voice:

   "That little **** seduced me!

  She said that his brother "reported" her forcibly, followed her mother to kill their father, and prepared to escape with millions of dollars.

  She didn't want to follow these two devils, so she begged me to join her in killing her brother and mother.

  She promised me that if she killed her brother and mother, she would take money and live a peaceful life with me.

  I didn't resist the temptation, so I drugged her brother and mother unconscious.

   That **** killed them all with her own hands!

   Then we decompose the body here. "

   "It's an interesting truth." Dean whistled: "Where's the corpse?"

"I burned the bones to ashes, and I took the meat back to feed the dogs." In order to save his legs in time, the young man continued without waiting for Dean to ask: "After that, I sent her to the city, and she told Me, if someone comes to investigate, I will give them wrong information, making people think that the bitch's brother and mother fled to Mexico alone!"

   Nice plan.

  Unfortunately, Dean came too fast. Just by the traces of the vehicle, he was sure that the young man was lying, and he recognized the strangeness of the room at a glance.

   "This time, are you sure you didn't lie to me?"

   "I swear, I didn't!", the young man's voice was already crying!

   "Very good!", Dean smiled gently, and stroked the young man's head: "I am very satisfied with your cooperation, and you will no longer need to use a wheelchair!"

   Just when the young man breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that Dean would call an ambulance for him.

   There was a click.

  The young man stared blankly at the suddenly changing field of vision in front of him.

  This bed, why did it suddenly run from behind to in front of me?

next moment.

  His mind was plunged into darkness.

  Dean was sure that the other party had lost his breath, so he threw the body with a broken neck on the wooden board, and slowly got up.

  He didn't lie to the other party.

  Dead, no need to use a wheelchair.

  The other party is so proficient in dismembering corpses, how could it be the first crime?

   For this kind of person.

  Dean wasted his time lazily and took him to the police station.

  Outside the house.

  Harry waited with a bored face, pistol in hand.

   Dean hadn't been in for a long time, and there was no big movement in the hotel, so he wasn't very worried.

  Now he has a kind of confidence in Dean.

Sudden.

  There is black smoke coming from the direction of the hotel.

   "FK."

  Harry cursed secretly, picked up the pistol, and touched it.

   Not close yet.

  Dean has already walked out of the hotel with a calm expression.

   "Dean, here." Harry pointed to the smoking log cabin hotel: "Don't tell me, there's a barbecue party going on here."

   "Almost." Dean pointed to the surrounding plants: "Harry, guess why the plants here are much more lush than those around them?"

  He briefly searched the hotel, and finally found a lot of **** jewelry and rotten watches in a utility room, some with Mexican characters.

  Dean guessed that there were more than ten stowaways who came here full of joy, but were deceived by the immature faces of the young people in the hotel, and finally got their wish and finally slept in this land.

   Just don't know why.

  After he killed the young man, there was no news from the detective panel this time.

   "Plant?" Harry thought of something, his black face turned pale, and he covered his forehead in pain: "FK, Dean, I suddenly found that Los Angeles is much more beautiful than I thought."

   "If you knew what Marina did, maybe you would be more disappointed in humanity." Dean shook his head, took out his cell phone, and called Malago.

   This needs to be cleaned up.

  Marina, you have to bear the price of deceiving him!

  The dilapidated wooden door was pushed open.

  In the dim light of the corridor.

  A black shadow stood at the door.

  The shadow extended from the ground, completely covering Marina who was curled up in a corner.

  The black shadow looked at the ceiling full of stains and scars above his head, twisted his neck, and made a series of creaking and rubbing sounds of bones, bringing people a depression far beyond the environment here.

   "I hate people lying to me the most!"

   "Marina!"

"You make me very disappointed!"

  The black shadow is obviously Dean who returned to the branch office.

  Marina wanted to take the opportunity to escape, but was stopped by the people arranged by Malago. Finally, according to Dean's request, she was imprisoned in this old place.

  Dean is in a bad mood right now.

  In his previous life, even the slightest intelligence error could cause the mission to fail.

   Failure means death!

   So in Dean's world.

  Cheating is equivalent to death!

   Marina violated his bottom line one after another!

  The trembling figure stopped the meaningless disguise.

  Marina raised her head, a strange smile appeared on her pitiful face, and she looked up at Dean in front of her: "It seems that idiot didn't deceive you."

   "But you wasted more than an hour of my time, and you even took a favor from me. Most importantly, you made my few sympathies worthless!"

Dean looked at Marina, who looked very sickly in front of him, with a ferocious smile that was more permeable than her: "In my heart, there has always been a bloodthirsty beast that wants to replace me, so I often Suppress yourself, you shouldn't challenge the thickness of this door."

   "So you want to tear me apart?" Marina looked at Dean without fear, and even tore off her own clothes with both hands, revealing the tender and white skin unique to girls: "Come on, don't let me down."

  From her eyes, Dean found that he couldn't restrain his excitement.

   Loathing one's own body.

  So the more this body is tortured, the more twisted pleasure it has?

   "Heh~", Dean chuckled and turned around:

   "I won't touch you.

   Not only that, but I will take you back to Los Angeles safely.

  During your time in prison, let someone write a book of everything you have experienced in your own voice, and send it to your teachers, classmates, neighbors, and your fellow inmates.

  Everyone will take pity on what happened to you.

   Even if you die.

  Everything you experienced will continue to be mentioned, and will eventually become an unforgettable memory for many people. Do you look forward to it? "

   Finished speaking.

  He walked outside without looking back.

next moment.

  A limp body hugged him from behind: "I was wrong, Dean, don't do this, I apologize to you, I'm just in pain."

   Sure enough, the only one who can deal with the pervert is another pervert.

  Seeing Marina softened, Dean stretched out his hand and stroked her soft hair: "I want to know, who is behind you?"

   Marina froze: "What?"

  Dean lowered his head and whispered like a devil in the girl's ear:

   "If you have a sense of resistance, you have resisted from the beginning.

   But you only dare to torture yourself.

  You were raised as a lamb by your mother.

   Until, you meet someone who changes your mind.

  He is smart, patient, enlightens you a little bit, and finally makes you what you are now.

  Think about it.

  Marina, you had a chance to come back, but now, you are going to spend your best years in prison.

   So tell me, that man, who is it! "

  Think about it.

  If Dean and the others are deceived by Marina's plan.

  Did she wash it off easily?

  Marina is just an ordinary girl. Even if her mind has been twisted to the limit and blackened, she still can't think of this interlocking plan of revenge and whitewashing.

The key is.

  Bert and his mother already stink of dead bodies.

  If Marina is the end of this ethics case!

  The detective panel should have closed the case as early as when Marina was caught by the police here.

   So Dean guessed.

   Behind Marina, there is a black hand who plans everything!

   Silence for a while.

  Marina showed relief on her face: "Anyway, it's too late for you, so let me tell you, you should know this person."

"who?"

   "Marcus, he designed all this!"

  Dean was shocked.

  Marcus!

   It was Marcus!

  In Markas, the helper, Dean and his group experienced doubts, denials, doubts, and denials.

   Go round and round!

   What the **** is back!

The key is.

  This bastard, because he has been cleared of suspicion, there is no patrol guarding him anymore!

   It is estimated that it has already run away.

   Fuck!

  Everything is calculated!

  Dean suppressed the frustration in his heart, and said in a deep voice: "Continue."

  “Marcus first met me through social media accounts on the Internet. I suppressed too much pain in my heart, and he quickly became my best friend.

  After getting along for a while.

  I couldn't help but tell him my secret.

  Marcus helped me formulate a revenge plan.

  Zoe is the key point that we deliberately selected to detonate all this.

Everything after   .

  It went even smoother than we thought. "

"Where is he now?"

   "I don't know. Before we left, he gave me the medicine and let me find a chance to avenge myself. Since then, we haven't been in touch anymore."

   "Then why did he come to your house?"

  Marina showed her previous coquettish expression again: "Because he wants to witness the revenge with his own eyes, including the money, and he transferred it away. He wants to complete a big plan."

   "The Big Plan"

  Dean suddenly thought of the photo frame and the birthplace of Marcus, and asked quickly, "Did you replace a photo in the frame and leave a message on it?"

  Holtz checked the photo frame and found that it was just an ordinary photo frame, and that paragraph was just ordinary red paint, not blood.

  Harry has also confirmed that Markas's family died unexpectedly. He grew up in an orphanage, and his original family has no connection with the Sean family.

   plus evidence for subsequent discovery.

  Dean and the others finally shifted their suspicious eyes away from Marcus.

  Marina shook her head: "No, Markas should have done it. He said he would leave clues and remind the police at the last moment that they can testify against him. After all, a big scene requires a suitable audience."

   Dean was lost in thought.

  He clearly remembered the words on the photo: behind the sacred, full of lies and filth.

  He thought it was a clue left by Marina on purpose.

   After all, family affection is sacred.

   Now it seems that this is Markas identifying himself!

  Holy means faith!

  Dean had a flash of inspiration, and several pieces of information that were not related to each other gathered together in his mind:

  Religion, Sean's family, who came to Los Angeles from the poor and backward Arkansas nine years ago, Sean's boss and Sean's wife are both devout believers in Christianity.

   Reminiscent of some religious scandals and deformed forms he knew in his previous life.

  Dean vaguely guessed the story behind this.

  He knew where Marcus had gone.

  Dean lowered his head, looked at Marina who was hugging him, and said softly: "Okay, I'm done asking, do you have any wishes before returning to Los Angeles?"

  Marina shook her head, the sick expression on her face had disappeared, and only calmness remained: "No, I feel much better after saying these things. I'm tired and want to rest. Dean, can you help me?"

  Dean nodded hesitantly.

He took out a pistol from his waist, took out the bullets one by one, leaving only the last one, then reloaded the magazine, put it in Marina's hand, and tapped her eyebrows: "This is the closest place to heaven." place, it will not bring you pain."

   This is the gun provided by Marago.

  Dean has already made protection on his hands so that no fingerprints will be left.

   "Thank you." Marina held the pistol, sat back in the corner, and turned her back to Dean: "Dean, you are a good man."

   Nice guy?

   heh~

  Dean laughed at himself, turned and left.

   More than ten seconds later.

   A gunshot with a bang, echoing in the dimly lit passage

  There are so many sufferings in the world.

   May you rest in peace.

   Thank you for the reward of six thousand book coins from the brilliant book friends of the night, and thank you boss.

   Thank you Yujing book friend for the reward of 1,500 book coins, thank you boss!

   Thank you _wait for a sunny day book friend for rewarding 500 book coins, thank you boss!

   This chapter has more than 4,000 words, which counts as two chapters plus more.

   Not too much.

   The dog thief still owes a chapter plus more.

   It will be replenished when it is on the shelves.

   Say good night in advance.

   The dog thief needs to sort out the conclusion of this case, so there is no more this morning, don't wait.

  (end of this chapter)

Chapter end